Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1887-03-12
W va, SATURDAY, MARCH r. 1887.

capable and she seemed to want the
place so badly. She is very poor,
sir, and supports her mother
"Oh Some flame of yours, l sup
pose, Burns? Very nice arrange
ment for you, no Doubt
81 beg pardon, sir" said Burns, in
an offended manner. 81 am a mar
ried man."
"By Jove so you are!" said Ro-
land Wayne, with laugh. 81 had
forgotten that, though he added
humorously, I" that doesn't always
make difference. Well, try her,
anyhow. Where's the mail, please 7"
81 tell you what Burns" one of
the other clerks observed, when that
individual finally emerged from Mr..
Wayne's office, 6 the boss is in a fly
humor, isn't he 2"
"He's all right" Burns answered,
warmly. He has given me ticket
to Atlantic City and two days eff"
The clerk whistled.
"Why, thought he was going to
take your head Off"
"You don't know him. / am sure
it is no shame to man whose aerves
are always twinging with neuralgia
ifhe loses his temper now and then.p
Roland, meanwhile, had taken up
his pen, and was writing a lengthy
account of Brisket's new deal in P.
Y. s. NJ.
If the cat jumps this way" he
said, in conclusion, "the bears have
got him sure. Danbnry is on our
side. He has given Brisket the cold
shoulder, and. if Pm not mistaken,
somebody will get wofully left. If
everything goes as [ think it will, /
shall pocket 100000, and then am
to get out of the brokerage business.
1t doesn't suit ME, and my health so
poor that | must get away some.
where or | shall 60 to pieces"
II beg pardon, sir !" said a soft
tremulous voice at his elbow. al
am Miss Archer, Mr.. Wayne"
Roland dropped his pen, and rose
politely as he saw a slight, graceful
figure in black standing before him.
"Be seated, Miss Archer" he said
with smile which no man could
have withheld when he saw the fair
ness of the young face. and that shy,
sweet flush on her cheeks. "What
can | do for you ?"
81 am the telephone OPERATOR"
she began, rapidly, and with ner.I
yousness she could not conceal.
Il could not help hearing what You
said to Mr.. Burns a little while ago
and came to say that if you are
not satisfied to have me stay in the
office you need only say So"
Not satisfied ~ Roland echoed
in manifest confusion. " Well, real.
ly, You know have not given you a
trial; and as to what said little
while ago, | am sorry, Miss Archer.
l am afraid you will have to set it
to neuralgia. l am quite willing to
have your stay if you WILL"
You are very kind" she said,
lacing and unlacing her fingers in
some confusion. 81 should like to
stay indeed, it is very important
that / should have this position or
something else. But If what you say
is true-if a brokers' office is no place
for woman-I-I think | would
rather not stay"
How Roland Wayne abused him.
self when he thought of his carless
words, and then marked how her lips
quiyered, how her eyelids dropped
to keep back the unshed tears
81 think spoke too hastily, Miss
Archer" he said. "a lady's place
is where she makes it. We are not
lot of savages," he added, with a
warm smile. off you remain here
think / can insure you courteous and
condsiderate treatment on the part
of every one in the office. Ii such is
not accorded you, you have only to
inform me, and will know the red
son Why"
You are very kind,n said Miss
Archer. with bright. fleeting smile.
should like to stay. / really can
not afford to resign my position"
Then stay, by all means,n said
Roland.
And, to the edification OF his
clerks, be got up and opened the
door for her when she went ont.
After that he often caught him.
self listening to the soft, yet distinct
voice in the other room, holding
conversations over the 'phone.
When be was at home with one
of his attacks of neuralgia and had
to communicate with tae Office by
wire he often remarked how well
he could hear Miss Archer's voice,
when all the others ebbed away into
Babel of sound.
Burns did a fine thing when he